The Times They are a Changing

Spring on the coastal plains of Texas. It's here, regardless of what the calendar says. 

My amaryllis are blooming.

As are the wildflowers.

The bluebonnets are a good two weeks ahead of schedule.

Spring is about renewal and rebirth. On the ranch, that means calves.  See that little tan and white bundle tucked beneath mama's chest?

This little white one still has its cord.

However, you're never too young to get a little cheeky.

Before long they'll become teenagers and grow more curious by the day. This one met me as I drove in the gate. And refused to move. Just stared at my Explorer for the longest time as though trying to figure out what it was. You should have seen the calf leap into the air when I got tired of waiting and inched my way forward.

Spring also means Friday night fish fries. At least until Easter.

Y'all, that is some mighty fine eatin'.

Last Friday night we joined some friends for fish tacos at a local winery. Sitting around the fire pit, we savored the beautiful setting and a gorgeous sunset.

And then on Saturday, our youngest came home from work with a raging fever and we ended up at the ER, convinced it was the flu. It wasn't. Just some other virus threatening to invade our space. Meaning I spent Sunday with this trio.

What's happening where you are? Does winter still have you in its grip or is spring trying to make itself known? 

Three time Carol Award finalist Mindy Obenhaus is passionate about touching readers with Biblical truths in an entertaining, and sometimes adventurous, manner. She lives on a ranch in Texas with her husband, one sassy pup, countless cattle, deer and the occasional coyote, mountain lion or snake. When she's not writing, she enjoys spending time with her grandchildren, cooking and watching copious amounts of the Hallmark Channel. Learn more at mindyobenhaus.com.